are all
sizes of
batteries.
squared, small
cylinders, thick blocks
of energy,
for where i have no clue.
flashlights, and
smoke alarms,
remote controls,
i presume.
i wait for the beeps to
tell me where they go.
it's a kitchen drawer
nearly full of them
but other
things have found
their way in as well.
a bent fork, a ball of
rubber bands.
matches made of wood.
paper clips,
tags from a shirt
i may one day wear.
but the batteries
are what it's all about.
life as it is
cannot go on
without them.
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